When the figures of Ying Xuetang and Lingxuzi appeared atop the hill almost simultaneously, this was the bizarre scene that met their eyes.
Three clumps of blood mist, not yet fully dissipated, drifted slowly through the air, exuding a nauseating, bloody stench.
Li Pingyi, completely unscathed, was flusteredly pulling the finest golden sore ointment from his Storage Bag and applying it to Brother Gua's still-bleeding arm. He muttered incessantly, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. Brother Gua is the bravest. I'll make you ten full insect feasts later, all you can eat!"
Chapter 310